soon came to a sudden end.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[94]</SPAN></span></p>
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<h2>XX</h2>
<h3>THE RANCHER IS ANGRY</h3>
<p>Benny Badger lay motionless, with his
long hair parted along the middle of his
back and flowing off his sides in such a
fashion that a careless passer-by would
not have noticed that it was anything more
than dry grass.</p>
<p>For several days Benny had been
watching for the rancher. And now, at
last, he saw him coming, riding on a horse
over the rolling plain.</p>
<p>There was another man with the rancher.
And as soon as Benny caught the
murmur of their voices he made ready to
hear many pleasant remarks about him<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[95]</SPAN></span>self.
He was only waiting until the riders
should discover the holes he had dug near
the prairie dog village.</p>
<p>Nearer and nearer came the men.
And Benny Badger crouched lower and
lower.</p>
<p>They had passed him, and ridden a bit
nearer the village, when the rancher suddenly
pulled his horse to a stand.</p>
<p>"Ah!" Benny Badger exclaimed under
his breath. "He sees the new post-holes
that I've dug for him. And how pleased
he'll be!"</p>
<p>It was true that the rancher had just
noticed the holes for the first time. The
moment he saw them he gave a great roar.</p>
<p>"A badger!" he shouted. "We'll have
to trap him. I can't have him tearing my
ranch up like this. These holes are the
finest things in the world to break a critter's
leg in."<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[96]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>Benny Badger could scarcely believe
what his own ears told him. He thought
there must be a mistake somewhere. And
when the rancher declared that the badger
that dug those holes was worse than a
whole village of prairie dogs, Benny was
tempted, for one wild moment, to dash up
to the men and tell them exactly what he
thought.</p>
<p>But he remembered, in time, what the
rancher had just said about trapping him.
And he never stirred until the two riders
had moved along.</p>
<p>When they had ridden beyond the next
rise Benny Badger made a rush for his
hole. And there he stayed all the rest of
that day.</p>
<p>He didn't quite know what to do. And
a little later he felt more uncomfortable
than ever when the rancher began to build
his new fence around the prairie dog vil<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[97]</SPAN></span>lage,
without using a single one of the
post-holes that Benny had dug for him.</p>
<p>All Benny's neighbors noticed what was
happening. And they no longer told
Benny what a clever fellow he was. On
the contrary, they laughed slyly, and said
things to one another whenever Benny
Badger came near them.</p>
<p>When he growled at them they always
pretended to be surprised to see him, and
asked him if he had "dug any post-holes
lately."</p>
<p>But Benny Badger never answered that
question. Every time he heard it he felt
like moving away from the neighborhood.
And when he came home early one morning
and found a <i>trap</i> right in his doorway
he made up his mind then and there that
matters had gone far enough.</p>
<p>He turned away. And without stopping
to tell anybody what he intended to do, or<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[98]</SPAN></span>
where he was going—without even saying
good-by—he stole away across the plains
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